Bandit
So many times I've seen him fight himself in the mirror,
wondering why his adversary moves like him,
and looks exactly just like him!
Don't ask me; sometimes he twitches his whiskers,
wondering why I don't chase away the intruder,
instead laughing at the situation.
This is one of my favorite moments with Bandit;
he sits right at the right corner of the sofa,
his favorite spot, and watch the TV!
Motion pictures to him seem like another world;
a really mixed up world which leave him in utter shock!
The other cat in the mirror becomes a forgotten story....
Copyright © Teddy Kimathi | Year Posted 2017
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